Whether it was the human cultivators, the three black-robed cultivators, or the dozens of demonic beasts, none of them had realized what was going on.
After the blazing red sword light pierced through the heads of two seventh-grade demonic beasts, it finally weakened and swayed gently in the air.
"This should be a flying sword, right?" The Jianping City Lord was slightly hesitant.
It did look like a sword cultivator's flying sword.
There was no way he was mistaken.
The problem was, where was the sword cultivator who released the flying sword?
Why did they only hear the sword but not the person?
The demonic beasts, the three black-robed Devil Cultivators, and the black-robed leader who was hiding in the dark were also thinking about the same question.
They released their Divine Senses, trying to find the owner of the flying sword.
However, they found nothing.
Unable to find the sword cultivator who released the flying sword, they froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.
Even though the Demons could clearly sense that the fluctuation on the flying sword had weakened and no longer had that terrifying lethality, they did not dare to act rashly.
"Don't attack the city for now. Protect yourselves first!" A black-robed cultivator shouted through voice transmission.
Without understanding the situation, it was better to be careful.
At this moment, the battlefield that had quieted down finally moved again.
In the distant sky, in the dark night, two lightning-like rays of light streaked across the sky one after another, heading straight for Jianping City.
The bolt of lightning in front was blue like ice crystals, and it struck straight at the demonic beasts.
The remaining thirty-five demonic beasts saw the bolt of lightning that looked like ice crystals striking at them instantly. They could not dodge it, and all of them let out angry roars.
No, that was not lightning, but sword light.
When the bolt of lightning finally approached, the Jianping City Lord and the black-robed cultivators reacted at the same time.
In the void, the blue sword light flashed, and blood splattered. An early-stage seventh-grade demonic beast fell from the sky …
Then, the blue sword light and the blazing red sword light that was still circling in the air met, releasing a sharp sword intent.
It was not over yet.
The lightning at the back, which was much slower, finally reached the center of the battlefield.
A cold voice sounded. "Three!"
Then, the lightning stopped.
Two figures appeared from within, releasing a powerful aura.
They were two men.
They were the patrolling cultivators Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan, who had rushed over to provide support.
The so-called lightning was actually the escape light that Lu Qingshan had transformed into using his escape technique.
"That's …" The three black-robed cultivators and the black-robed leader who was observing the situation in the dark were all shocked. "Human cultivators?!"
They had just started attacking Jianping City, so how could there be cultivators rushing over to provide support?
Before taking action, they had clearly confirmed that there were no abnormalities in the vicinity.
"It's the patrolling cultivators. The patrolling cultivators are here!" The City Lord of Peace City, who was enveloped by the great array, was delighted.
In the air, Lu Qingshan, who had just arrived at Jianping City from Wolftail City, looked down and immediately discovered that Jianping City was facing a desperate situation.
If he had come a few breaths later, the grand formation would have been broken, and Jianping City would have been massacred.
"Thirty-four seventh-stage demonic beasts? What a grand formation! "His heart instantly turned cold, and he unhesitatingly drew his sword again.
Boom! Boom!
The circling Dragon Sparrow and River of Forgetfulness instantly shot out again.
The sword intent in the two sword lights was incomparably sharp, causing the void to distort.
The two early-stage seventh-stage demonic beasts wanted to dodge the flying swords, but in the end, they were no match for the speed of the flying swords. They could only choose to take them head-on.
Fortunately, they had been ordered to prioritize self-preservation, so they had assumed a defensive posture in advance. They should be fine.
This thought had just flashed through the minds of these two demonic beasts when an indescribable pain came.
They lowered their heads in a daze, only to see that their huge bodies had been sliced into two by the frost lines formed by the two flying swords. They had been sliced into two!
"Ugh!" The two demonic beasts cried out in unison. The two halves of their corpses fell from the sky, and fresh blood rained down.
"It's too fast. It's too powerful!" The black-robed leader, who had yet to show himself, was prepared to observe the situation and decide whether to make a move. When he suddenly saw this scene, he was extremely shocked.
"A single flying sword killed two early-stage seventh-stage beast pets instantly?" He dared not believe it.
However, this was only the beginning.
There were two people who had come.
Besides the sword cultivator, there was also a spell cultivator.
When Mo Yan saw Lu Qingshan kill the two demonic beasts again, he no longer hesitated. He formed a seal with his hands and launched an attack.
The next moment, a turquoise flame suddenly surged above his body, like a waterfall surrounding him.
At the same time, a spiral-shaped flame shot out from Mo Yan's fingertip toward a mid-stage seventh-stage scorpion demon. The scorching wind was filled with an oppressive aura.
The temperature in the path of the flame rose abruptly. Even the space around the flame seemed to be slightly distorted.
The turquoise flame rose in spirals and suddenly split into three balls in the air.
The three balls of flame expanded in the wind and quickly transformed into three flaming birds. With flapping wings and sharp beaks, they flew out and attacked the scorpion demon at lightning speed.
In the blink of an eye, the three flaming birds appeared about ten feet away from the scorpion demon.
The scorpion demon hurriedly swung its scorpion tail. A circle of green miasma was released from it, forming a green shield that mysteriously appeared.
When Mo Yan saw this, he only snorted coldly and the seal in his hands changed slightly.
Following the changes in his hand seals, the three fire birds suddenly faced the sky and let out a long cry. Their wings flapped fiercely, and dense green fire feathers shot out, covering the sky and covering the earth as they shot towards the scorpion demon.
The flaming feathers tore through the air, making a humming sound. The scorching temperature made people feel uncomfortable.
Chi chi chi!
The flaming feathers fell from the sky, falling into the shield formed by the scorpion demon's green miasma. The miasma suddenly evaporated and disappeared into nothingness.
The flaming feathers were still pouring down like a torrential rain, with an endless momentum.
Among all the spells, lightning was the most violent, followed by fire.
However, that was referring to ordinary fire.
Once it reached the level of Heavenly Fire, in terms of destructive power, even lightning could not compare.
This was because Heavenly Fire was formed between heaven and earth. It was nurtured by heaven and earth and accumulated over countless years. It had the power to destroy heaven and earth.
Bang!
After burning the green miasma, the flaming feathers finally shot directly toward the scorpion demon's body.
"Roar!" A mournful howl sounded.
The scorpion demon felt a suffocating pain coming from its body. It endured the piercing pain and looked down, only to find that its body was already covered in wounds.
The terrifying flaming feathers had left numerous scars on its body. What was even more frightening was that there were still remnants of the blazing flames that continued to burn on its wounds. The scorching pain almost drove it crazy.
"Six!" At this moment, an extremely familiar voice sounded in its ears.
Then, a jade-green light appeared in its brown-green eyes.
However, it was not a flame, but a sword light.
… Sword light?!
The scorpion demon's body trembled, and a chill rose in its heart.
However, it was too late to react now.
The sword light flashed, and the True Intent of Nirvana burst out. A bloody flower exploded, helping the scorpion demon to end the pain that made it crazy.
"Brother Qingshan, you're stealing its kill!" A slightly unhappy voice sounded.
Lu Qingshan glanced sideways when he heard that. He saw that the green flames on the scorpion demon's wounds did not disappear with its death. Instead, it burned more vigorously.
In an extremely short period of time, the flames burned away all the blood in the scorpion demon's body. Even if Lu Qingshan did not finish it off, the scorpion demon was destined to die.
He gazed at the ball of dark green flames as a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes. He muttered with interest, "Another new Heavenly Flame …"
A Heavenly Fire that devoured blood …
Mo Yan's methods were much more varied than the last time they met.
…
Mo Yan was just casually ridiculing.
Killing people was only meaningful to Lu Qingshan.
Mo Yan made a seal with his hands again. Two flames of different colors and auras rose from his left and right hands.
Lu Qingshan had four Natal Swords, and Mo Yan had more than four Heavenly Fires. It was enough to deal with different situations.
The next moment.
Although the two of them did not communicate, they attacked at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding.
In an instant, three sword lights of different colors intersected with several different Heavenly Fires in the sky.
Thunder and fire clashed.
Wherever the flames and sword lights passed, blood-colored fireworks bloomed.
In many cases, the combination of cultivators could not achieve the effect of one plus one is greater than two.
To achieve this effect, it depended on the characteristics of each orthodoxy and the tacit understanding between the two. This was an extremely complicated project.
In most cases, only fellow disciples of the same sect or Dao companions who spent all their time together could achieve the effect of greater than two.
Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan were obviously not in these two situations.
However, they were still able to achieve perfect coordination.
This was because they belonged to the extremely rare third situation.
The two of them had extremely sharp insight, extremely sharp judgment, and extremely accurate reactions to various situations in battle.
In other words, the two of them were core members who could support a small team. They had extremely powerful ability to control the battlefield and knew what to do at what time and in what situation.
With such excellent combat qualities, coupled with the two's outstanding combat strength, the overall combat strength displayed was terrifying.
The combination of the two of them was no longer two, but three, or even four, or even five.
And in the current situation, the most suitable way to fight was to recklessly erupt, erupt, and erupt again!
Before the enemy could react, they would kill to their heart's content.
There was no need to say much about the sharpness of Lu Qingshan's flying swords, but the power of Mo Yan's Heavenly Fires could not be underestimated.
These two were both rare and violent objects, and their combined destructive power was easy to imagine.
Moreover, Mo Yan had many different types of Heavenly Fires, and their attributes were equally diverse.
He could always coordinate with Lu Qingshan's flying swords and use Heavenly Fires of appropriate attributes.
For example, when Lu Qingshan's Dragon Sparrow first attacked a pangolin great beast with a hard shell, Mo Yan would add a Cold Spirit Fire at the right time.
This sudden heat and cold caused spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the hard shell of a seventh-rank great beast.
Most seventh-rank beasts could be instantly killed by Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan in one move.
Of course, it was not so easy for them to kill beasts that had reached the late stage of the seventh-rank.
However, Lu Qingshan never attacked beasts of this level.
In other words, he was specifically picking soft persimmons to pinch, and must pursue the goal of quickly clearing the battlefield.
This was a bit like an adult bullying a child, showing off his power, very lacking in moral integrity.
But there was never such things as moral integrity in war.
Lu Qingshan only knew that this method had one advantage — the speed of killing beasts would be unimaginably fast!
In addition, this method also had an invisible effect. It could bring a great deal of confidence to allies on the battlefield.
Nothing could be more carefree, more hot-blooded, and more morale than seeing people on one's side kill the enemy like clay chickens and pottery dogs.
At the same time, it could also make the enemy terrified — seeing their comrades being slaughtered like cutting melons and vegetables, no matter who it was, their morale would drop and their hearts would be filled with fear.
Therefore, the originally disheartened Jianping City Lord was now standing on the city wall in high spirits, shouting happily and feeling proud of his success.
Of course, it was limited to this.
He still maintained his rationality — the strong ones were the patrolling cultivators, and it had nothing to do with him.
Therefore, it was better to be a spectator and be a supporting character from time to time.
On the other side, by the time the three black-robed cultivators reacted, the number of beasts that had died in the hands of Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan had already exceeded twenty, and it was still increasing.
Although the beasts that the two of them killed were weak seventh-rank early stage and middle-stage seventh-rank beasts, compared to the time they took, it was still extremely shocking.
"Surround them, two fists are no match for four hands!" One of the black-robed cultivators shouted, and led the remaining batch of the strongest beasts to launch a resolute counterattack!
Escaping in front of a sword cultivator would only make one a target. This was a well-known principle.
Moreover, although these two people had outstanding battle prowess, they were only two people no matter what. Moreover, they were both sword cultivators and spell cultivators that were weaker than paper. As long as they could encounter them, they would have a chance to kill them!
The black-robed cultivator was extremely calm and made the correct judgment.
Therefore, the remaining dozen or so beasts immediately surrounded them.
Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan both felt some pressure.
These remaining beasts were all seventh-rank late stage demonic beasts that the two of them couldn't quickly deal with, and they were very strong.
Not to mention that there were more than ten of them, and not one or two of them.
"I'll support, Brother Qingshan, you attack!" Mo Yan quickly made a judgment.
In terms of lethality, he could indeed compete with Lu Qingshan's sword technique if he fully unleashed the power of the Strange Fire.
Mo Yan was a rare spell cultivator that could compare with Lu Qingshan in terms of explosive power.
However, the problem was that Lu Qingshan was only casually using his flying sword, and the consumption was not great.
However, the consumption of his Strange Fire was extremely exaggerated.
After all, the more powerful and violent something was, the greater the price one had to pay to use it.
This was the rule of the Heavenly Dao, and it couldn't be changed.
Mo Yan's cultivation had just reached the late stage of the Soul Formation Realm, and his origin power was even more incomparable to Lu Qingshan's, who had the Nine Dragons Essence Meridians.
Therefore, the main attacker could only be Lu Qingshan.
It was a long story, but this was actually a split-second decision.
Following that, the two of them retreated backwards at almost the same time, while Lu Qingshan's flying sword shot forward.
There were too many opponents, and the best way to deal with them was to take a roundabout route, relying on the advantage of speed, and retreat while fighting.
This was also commonly known as "kiting".
Group battle?
Prodigies who had reached their level definitely had many ways to deal with group battles, and they weren't afraid.
Meanwhile, the attacks from the demonic beasts that were good at long-range attacks were all blocked by Mo Yan's Strange Fire.
Lu Qingshan only had to play to his heart's content and continue to attack.
He had to admit that this feeling was very satisfying.
Every output position was bound to be infatuated with the feeling of recklessly attacking.
Lu Qingshan was no exception.
One had to know that in previous battles, he had to concentrate, attacking while defending, and it could be said to be incomparably intense and exciting.
Although the feeling of soaring adrenaline was not bad, Lu Qingshan also liked the experience of being able to attack to his heart's content without any distractions like now.
After dozens of flying swords attacked back and forth, Lu Qingshan seized the opportunity and used the Immortality True Intent and the Nirvana True Intent to suddenly unleash unprecedented power through the Dragon Sparrow. Caught off guard, the sword pierced through the glabella of a late-stage seventh-stage demonic beast.
Its huge corpse fell from the sky.
This was the first late-stage seventh-stage demonic beast that Lu Qingshan had killed in this battle.
However, it definitely wouldn't be the last.
Lu Qingshan's killing intent was awe-inspiring.
However, he also knew that if the enemy wasn't stupid, they would quickly change their formation.
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